I Love Street Art

I love Street ArtSomeone from Twitter with the moniker StreetArt reminded liked one of my posts and reminded me how much I like street art. I think it enhances our urban environment and adds richness to our daily lives, plus the creativity of street artists never ceases to amaze me.

The spider represents the web of creativity spun by artists world-wide; the honeybee represents the sweetness in our lives when we open to the creativity around us; while the crow at the top represents the mystery of art and the power of imagination in our lives.

Spider & Rose

No, this is not some movie or song or whatever: I was taking photos of the Apothecary’s Rose in the front garden, which is the rose of the title of this post. The rose fascinates me as it’s such an ancient heritage rose from the Turkish region with a huge centre.

So I poked open the petals to have a look at the centre and out shot a pure white spider, absolutely pure white. Don’t know who was most surprised – me or the white spider. Anyway, while said spider was motionless I took a quick snap of him or her. I reckon this little web-spinner is going to be quite lucky for me!

Apothecary's Rose & white spider

Creative Flight

Creative Flight

I worked with some new gizmos on Pixlr to create this image, adding in the spider image from a photo I took of a spider at night on the outside of our window when we were living in Woodenbong, in the Border Ranges of northern New South Wales, Australia.  Spiders relate to creativity so this image is intended to remind us of our creative talents and hopefully encourage creative talents.

Time Out

I’ve decided to have a week’s break from blogging and doing pretty much anything at present as the heat has really begun to affect me badly and I’m suffering from heat exhaustion.  We’ve had over a fortnight of 40C (102-104F) with intense humidity and it has been utterly draining.  We are facing the same for the rest of the week, with temperatures slated to start dropping next week (I live in hope!).  As I am feeling  under the weather with the high heat coupled with rampant humidity and it’s caused my fibromyalgia to flare up badly too, I decided I’m just going to rest and wait it out until it feels okay to return to blogging.

We have also decided to put our apartment up for sale as we want to live in a house rather than a complex, and also search out a Cypriot house as they’re more attuned to the climate, so watch this space.  Our friends think it’s very funny as we have moved nine times in the past twenty years (including moving to the UK and back to Australia, and then to North Cyprus) and I guess they’ve been wondering when the next move would happen!

I created this digital art a couple of days ago with a photo I took of a spider when I was living in Woodenbong, high in the Border Ranges in northern New  South Wales.  So l will post it although I have no insights into it whatsoever, my brain feels like mush!

Web of Life



This is some art I’ve been playing with today after my earlier post as part of Art Every Day Month November.  I was checking through my photos and came across an amazing one I took when we  were living in Woodenbong, in far north New South Wales.

The village was on the edge of an ancient caldera and the energies there were fierce and creative. I did most of my goddess paintings there but today I came across an amazing photo of a sunset.  I’ve taken it and played with it, firstly creative a simple surreal painting (if surreal is every simple!), and then I added a photo I took of a spider and it’s web on the outside of our window at night.  I really like the result, as spider is about creativity and it’s my totem.Exif_JPEG_422

The first two paintings are new, the last two are the original photographs.

Fire & Creation
Sunset on Volcano’s Edge



Spider photographed on outside of window at night
Sunset at Woodenbong


>Fun with Photoshop


I’ve been having a bit of fun with Photoshop and fiddling with a mandala I did for myself years ago.  Here’s the “fiddled with” version:
And here’s the original version:
Interestingly, this mandala marks the first appearance of a spider which is actually one of my totem spirits.  I did this mandala in 2000 (wow, TEN years ago, how time flies) when my husband went back to the UK to see his mother, daughter and other relatives. I could have gone with him but felt strongly that we both needed to work through this period on our own. I’m not quite sure why but, as it turned out, Bryan missed me so much he cut short his stay. While he was away, I did a lot of work teaching mandalas and actually enjoyed learning to stand on my own two feet.  This is actually more true than it sounds – just after he flew back to the UK, I got a severe pain in my right heel and could hardly walk.  It wasn’t until I muttered to myself “I can’t even stand on my own two feet” that I realised this pain was stress related, and I managed to clear it up quite quickly with the help of a very good naturopath.

I actually haven’t gone too deep into Photoshop and I must say I’m entranced at all the different versions I can create of any original piece of artwork, or a photo.  Great fun.  Back to my second childhood!

>Elder Wand Revisited

>When I lived in northern New South Wales, I used to take my little Jack Russell, Rosie, for a walk and let her head where she wanted.  As often as not I would come across something that inspired a piece of artwork. On this particular occasion, she led me to a wooden staff which I took home and pondered on for quite a long time. 

Then I decided to create a wand to honour my ancestral lineage, my family of this lifetime and the friends I’ve encountered who have enriched my life.  This wand lasted our travels to Victoria and then here to the mid-north coast of NSW. Then I knocked it one day and the top fell off.  I was trying to fix it when my husband suggested I create another one.  Hmmm, lateral thinking.  In the time since I’d created the wand my father had passed into spirit, and I’d gone through quite a few changes.

So one day I decided to take a walk in the Nature Park near here, the driving force for which was a local Aboriginal Elder.  I love this little park as you feel you’ve entered a sacred space when you walk in.  The sounds of traffic die away, it’s very peaceful and you can feel nature and Aboriginal Elder spirits around you. 

So I had the intention of finding a suitable piece of wood for a staff, but didn’t find anything which spoke to me.  Until I got lost on the way back to the entrance. It’s actually quite hard to get lost in this park as it’s quite small, but I – with the assistance of the unseen world – managed this major feat.  As I stumbled along and eventually found the entrance, I also came across just the right piece of wood to create a fresh Elder Wand.

I can assure you that this Elder wand is not like the Elder wand of the Harry Potter series.  It’s a celebration of life, death, renewal, regeneration, and building one’s life on the shoulders of those who’ve gone before.  I did create the wand a while back and did a post about it.  But today I felt the need to re-visit it, as I didn’t feel that I’d quite finished it and was a bit tired and rushed when I’d last worked with it.

So here’s a pic of the wand in its entirety:

Here’s what’s on it:
My mother’s wedding ring; a small locket with “Mother” on which I gave my mother some time between 6-9 years of age and which I found in her jewellery case after she’d died; my grandfather’s watch chain; a pouch of scented pot-pourri which I made at a healers’ conference and which reminds me of the family of healers; my rosary beads from my First Communion when I attended a Catholic Convent from age 6-11; a brooch of a Welsh dragon to represent my Welsh ancestry; a talisman with a photo of Jesus inside (now very moth-eaten) which I got as a Christmas present from the Convent when I was about 6 (both these my mother kept for me and brought with her when she and Dad migrated to Australia a few years after my move here); a band of red wool ribbon which represents life and grounding here on earth; a band of plaited ribbons which was given to my daughter in remembrance of friendship and which she gifted to me.

This pic is of the top half of my Elder Wand. At the top is a kookaburra feather as Kookaburra is one of my totems; a Turquoise stone which is for the light of spiritual truth, and a white feather from a Sulphur Crest cockatoo (a memento of my time in Woodenbong, on the rim of an ancient volcano. In the middle is a piece of coral from Scottshead Beach as a remembrance of scattering my parents’ ashes there in the sea.
There’s also: a fascimile of a spider, as a spider is also one of my totems; and a Crow wing, from a crow we found which had just been killed on the road from Bowraville to the Pacific Highway.  I picked up the crow and took it home, thanked it for the gift of its wings, then wrapped its body in newspaper, blessed it and placed it in our recycling bin.  I would have asked Bryan to bury it for me but he’s buried a couple of bird bodies so far for me, and I really didn’t want to push my luck! 
I have also added three rainbow-coloured ribbons which I bought recently from an Aura-Soma festival at a mind, body, spirit festival. These ribbons remind me of the rainbows which light our lives.

But also at the base is a small rainstick, which to me represents the fact that rain does fall in our lives, but when we learn from challenging experiences and work our way through grief and sadness, we are all the richer for experiencing the rain because then we can treasure the rainbows. The turquoise ribbon signifies that we learn to communicate with love when we learn life’s lesson and realise the power of love.  The blue ribbon signifies the power of emotion and its enrichment of our lives as we open emotionally and speak from our hearts and souls.

 In the middle is a large stone which called to me when I was visiting a friend’s property near here. Again, it’s a place of great energy, and I was told that it was a place of Aboriginal  Elder history and significance. When I brought the stone home, I felt drawn to paint it as shown, and I think it’s to do with my life and a bringing together of the maternal and paternal lineages which I’ve inherited and embodied in my own life here on Mother Earth, as I’ve also learned to be my own woman wearing my own soul skin. 
And to wind up, here’s a pic of the bottom half of my Elder Wand:

I do feel that an Elder Wand is something you can create when you actually get a call to embrace the process of making one. It represents a certain stage in your life when you are drawing together the threads of your life to honour the past, honour your life and then turn towards the future to honour the energy of embracing the new in your life.